the next day.

The rain fell harder and harder, and there was lightning and thunder in the sky.

Fang Han carried a wooden basin on his head and searched around the temple. Finally, he found three corpses that had been eaten by fish and shrimp in a puddle.

The bones were fished out, wrapped in straw mats, and buried under the peach tree at the entrance of the temple.

After doing all this, Fang Han came to see Zhang Heng and said: "Brother Zhang, I have gathered the bones of the three monks. I will take the cows back soon and buy some ingot candles to commemorate them."

After a slight pause in his tone, he added: "I did the math. After dividing the money into four parts, it will be about sixty or seventy taels. It is better to enjoy it alone than to enjoy it together. We discovered the money together, so let's just have half of it each."

Zhang Heng shook his head: "You were the one who climbed up the Buddha statue to find the money, and you were the one who gathered the bones of the three monks. I will not take this money if you have no merit and no reward."

Fang Han wanted to say something else.

Zhang Heng interrupted him: "If you are serious, just offer incense sticks to the three monks during the holidays. Instead of thanking me, why not thank them."

Fang Han thoughtfully bowed in the direction of Maitreya Hall.

Before separation.

Zhang Heng stopped Fang Han again and asked him: "You are a slave of the Fang family. Now that you are rich, what are your plans in the future?"

Fang Han scratched his head: "My master treated me well. I want to go back and discuss with the master to see if I can redeem the deed of betrayal. If possible, I plan to follow the eldest lady to study in the Lingxi sect and become a master in the future.

Someone like Xiang Daxia."

Zhang Heng said with a smile: "The best outcome for you is to redeem yourself after you go back, then open a shop with dozens of taels of silver, rely on the trust of Fang Mansion and Master Fang to start a small business, and learn martial arts to become a hero."

Zhang Heng shook his head: "A hero has stinky feet, and a hero has a lot of farts. Many people think he is glamorous, but in fact he is not. This is not a good way out."

why would you say so.

A hero acts righteously and does not stick to trivial details. He has to walk a lot every day, and it is inevitable that he will eat and sleep in the open air. Naturally, his whole body will stink.

What a hero.

If there is a business today, I will drink a large bowl of wine and eat a large piece of meat.

If there is no harvest tomorrow, we will tighten our belts and live a better life.

Eat a good meal when you are hungry and a good meal when you are full, and drink cold wine and cold meat. It is strange that your stomach will be healthy.

Therefore, heroes have smelly feet and heroes fart a lot. From Zhang Heng's point of view, it's really not as good as doing your job and doing some small business with those dozens of taels of silver.

after all.

A few dozen taels of silver seems like a lot, but if you want to study under a master, it might not be enough to do anything.

The eldest daughter of the Fang family is studying in the Lingxi sect, which is one of the top martial arts sects in Yuzhou. The world is in chaos right now, and there are countless children of high-ranking officials and nobles among them.

Just thinking about it, Zhang Heng knew that the cost of learning the art would probably be quite high.

If you hand over dozens of taels of silver, you will probably learn a set of ordinary sword techniques and a set of boxing and kicking skills, which will not be of much use.

"I, I am not willing to accept it."

Faced with Zhang Heng's advice, Fang Han had something to say.

Not reconciled, yes.

A man born in heaven and earth, who would be willing to be ordinary?

Fang Han is still young. If he doesn't try to make a career at this time, it will be too late when he is in his thirties and has been smoothed out by society.

Moreover, Zhang Heng knew that Fang Han had another reason.

The young lady of the Fang family studied in the Lingxi sect. In the past, Fang Han was just a cowherd boy of the Fang family, so naturally she didn't dare to think too much.

But in the Lingxi Sect, if you succeed in learning, you can eat swan meat like a toad.

Against the rain.

Leading the cow.

Fang Han hurried back, feeling very happy.

Zhang Heng continued to stay in the temple to take shelter from the rain.

After a while, the rain stopped.

Just when Zhang Heng was about to get up and continue on his way, footsteps were heard outside the temple. Zhang Heng looked up and saw Fang Han running back with a look of panic and covered in mud.

"Brother Zhang, help me!"

Fang Han stumbled, his tone full of fear.

"what happened?"

Zhang Heng sat cross-legged, his eyes full of confusion.

Fang Han quickly explained.

It turned out that he was leading the cow home, but when he arrived home, he saw that the gate of Fang's mansion was open, there was no one in the yard, and there were a lot of broken furniture in the room.

He searched for a long time but could not find the whereabouts of Master Fang and other servants.

You must know that the Fang family is not small. There are more than thirty servants in the house.

This early in the morning, everyone can't go out.

"Brother Zhang, my master must have encountered a bad person or a demon. You are an old master with Master Yan. Please be kind and rescue him."

Fang Han was so anxious that he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng thought for a moment and said, "You can lead the way, and I'll follow you to take a look."

Fang Han quickly led the way.

The two of them walked east for about three miles and saw a large house in the suburbs with the word "Fang Mansion" written on it.

Zhang Heng went in and took a look.

Sure enough, as Fang Han said, all the doors in the house were open, but no one was there.

Turn around again.

Zhang Heng found that there were no traces of any property being rummaged through. If it had been robbers, places like the wardrobe would have been rummaged through long ago.

"It should be a demon causing trouble."

Zhang Heng explained to Fang Han, then opened his Dharma Eyes and looked around.

"strangeness!"

Under his discerning eyes, Zhang Heng did not see any evil spirit.

He couldn't help but wonder, wasn't it the work of a demon?

"The sky is clear and the earth is bright, the yin is turbid and the yang is clear, the five or six Yin Zuns, go out of the netherworld and into the underworld, stay in the middle forever, and protect the immortals..."

Zhang Heng chanted a mantra and pointed toward the house: "Show me the Dharma!"

brush!!

A golden light flashed, and before long, a mirage-like scene appeared in front of the two of them.

Enter the eyes.

The scene in the illusion was probably at night, it was raining, and a beggar came to knock on the door of Fang Mansion.

After opening the door, the beggar seemed to want something to eat.

A middle-aged man dressed as an official did not refuse and asked his servants to bring the leftovers.

When the beggar saw this, he became furious, knocked over the food bowl, and started arguing with Fang Yuanwai.

After saying a few words, the beggar opened his mouth and spit out a gust of black wind.

Blown by the black wind, everyone swayed and turned into a group of lambs in an instant.

The beggar laughed loudly and drove away with the sheep.

"It's not a ghost showing off its evil intentions, it's a man-made disaster!"

After Zhang Heng read the cause and effect, he said to Fang Han: "Your master met a foreigner and treated him as a beggar. He did not treat him well. The foreigner thought that your master looked down on him, so he took advantage of his magic skills to kill Fang Mansion."

Everything turned into a lamb. Fortunately, you stayed in the temple last night, otherwise you would not have been able to escape this disaster."

Upon hearing this.

Fang Han was about to cry, but said bluntly: "This beggar is slovenly, and he came to the door in the middle of the night. Giving him leftovers is already a kindness. I didn't expect that he would repay the favor and kill my husband."

Zhang Heng remained silent.

Many capable people have weird tempers.

Things that normal people think are commonplace may seem to him to be a great shame and humiliation, and there is no reason to explain them.

As for repaying kindness with hatred.

Zhang Heng read a piece of news.

There was a kind person who supported hundreds of students, but then he got sick and had no money to support him.
To be continued...